Again and again she glanced towards Angele, and what she saw evidently gave her pleasure, for she laughed and disported herself with grace and an agreeable temper, and Leicester lent himself to her spirit with adroit wit and humility.

He had seen his mistake of the morning, and was now intent to restore himself to favour.
He succeeded well, for the emotions roused in Elizabeth during the day, now heightened by vanity and emulation, found in him a centre upon which they could converge; and, in her mind, Angele, for the nonce, was disassociated from any thought of De la Foret.

Leicester's undoubted gifts were well and cautiously directed, and his talent of assumed passion--his heart was facile, and his gallantry knew no bounds--was put to dexterous use, convincing for the moment.

The Queen seemed all complaisance again.

Presently she had Angele brought to her.
"How doth her dance compare-she who hath wedded Darnley ?" "She danceth not so high nor disposedly, with no such joyous lightness as your high Majesty, but yet she moveth with circumspection." "Circumspection--circumspection, that is no gift in dancing, which should be wilful yet airily composed, thoughtless yet inducing.
Circumspection!--in nothing else hath Mary shown it where she should.
'Tis like this Queen perversely to make a psalm of dancing, and then pirouette with sacred duty.